Buildings collapsed, and dust rose in the air. The deafening roar echoed incessantly.
Inside the battlefield, nearly a hundred people were engaged in chaotic combat.
There are also a numerous bizarre thought-beings added to the turmoil, creating chaos in this group battle.
The extent of the chaotic battle could be easily imagined.
But Pyon, who was outside the battlefield, saw the situation on the field from the perspective of a bystander.
Although the battle situation on the field was very chaotic, her gaze remained locked on Moses's copy, and she could clearly see...
Moses's copy shuttles through the battlefield like a ghost. Every time, it can kill a target at the right time with the least effort, and then seamlessly connect to the next target.
From the start to the end, no one is aware of him.
In this chaotic battle situation, there was not even a ripple.
Precise, quiet, and very rhythmic.
This is the copy of Moses in Pyon's eyes.
That weird ghost-like movement method, coupled with the impeccable timing ability, made it resemble a cold and merciless gray grim reaper, silently harvesting one life after another.
"I just simply feel that…"
Pyon, gaze still fixated on the battlefield, expressed her sentiments: "You are someone who can do things like this."
After saying that, she took a step back and created some distance with Moses.
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Moses noticed Pyon's retreat, and couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.
Pyon pretended as if nothing had happened, pointing at the situation on the field and said seriously: "Hey, your 'little brother' has been targeted."
"…"
Moses fell silent for a moment after hearing this. He believed that this phone-addicted girl wouldn't joke about such matters.
Immediately afterwards, he attempted a last-ditch effort and said:
"That 'copy' really has nothing to do with me. I'm not as sinister as it is. And if it were me, I would be more inclined to fight head-on, that way, I would have a sense of accomplishment."
"Yeah, I know."
Pyon turned her head and glanced at Moses, then nodded in agreement.
Moses looked at Pyon in slight surprise.
He didn't expect to correct Pyon's misunderstanding so easily.
Immediately afterwards, Moses heard Pyon's next words.
"But if you encounter something extremely troublesome, you'd definitely choose to abandon the 'direct confrontation' route, let alone 'enjoying the battle'."
Pyon's mouth curved slightly, and she spoke seriously:
"If it were you, you'd undoubtedly focus on finding the simplest and most efficient solution, just like your little brother, who is currently enjoying the convenience of sneak attacks."
"…"
Moses's mouth twitched slightly.
In the end, he chose to give up struggling.
The gray figure in the field is indeed his copy...
Because the copy's use of various Nen Abilities, as well as the silent assassination techniques derived from those abilities, did exist as some of his thoughts in his mind.
And this copy turned these ideas into reality without any hindrance.
It can be said that a perfect practical demonstration was performed before him.
For some reason…
Moses suddenly thought of what Biscuit once said to him: 'I have the urge to meet the 'future you' as soon as possible.'
At this moment.
In the chaos of the battle, the copy of Moses, who was reaping life like a god of death, was finally noticed.
The muscular man, who noticed that something was amiss, quickly summoned his companions to gather together.
The members of Seirin Group, who were originally fighting separately, quickly regrouped under the order of the muscular man.
However, Moses's copy didn't pay attention to the Seirin Group gathering together and continued to attack the nearest target.
The actions of this copy, assassinating without a trace, were observed by the muscular man and four other members of the Seirin Group.
For a moment, the expressions of these five Seirin Group's members, led by the muscular man, turned grim.
In the initial chaos of the battle, they had already confirmed the general situation. Then, where did this cunning monster suddenly come from?
As the number of people participating in the battle decreased, not only the members of the Seirin Group, but the Pro Hunters, who were attacked from both sides, also became aware of the existence of Moses's copy.
In an instant—
Dozens of gazes converged on Moses's copy.
Only those 'created beings' were unaffected, still displaying the most violent attacks against any entities from outside the Nen Space.
The copy of Moses, which is also derived from the Nen Space, is naturally no exception.
For these created beings, their innate mission from birth was to 'eliminate' outsiders within the Nen Space at all cost.
That is their inherent duty.
Therefore, once the passage to the Nen Space was opened, they would gather wherever there were more outsiders.
This is also the reason why there are so many created beings in the battlefield here.
Although their strength is far inferior to that of Moses's copy, they have advantage in number.
If it weren't for their existence, this hundred-person battle group wouldn't have descended into such chaos.
And now—
The chaotic battle situation paused for a moment.
Because members of the Seirin Group and Pro Hunters have focused their attention on Moses's copy.
"Who are you?!"
An angry Pro Hunter couldn't contain himself anymore and shouted at Moses's copy at an inappropriate moment.
It was already confusing enough that this cloak-wearing team suddenly attacked them, and now an even more outrageous monster appeared here.
Faced with the Pro Hunter's questioning, Moses's copy showed no response.
Or rather, it never paid any attention to that Pro Hunter from the beginning.
In fact, anyone with discerning eyes could see that the current copy of Moses just wants to kill them.
"He...is not a human!"
A small-statured man suddenly noticed the color of Moses's copy's eyes.
Gray eyes…
They finally realized that this person, who appeared out of nowhere, was actually a product of this Nen Space, just like the surrounding grotesque monsters.
Although they still didn't know what had happened, they could at least confirm one thing.
The surrounding grotesque monsters had an extremely strong intent to attack them.
Moreover, whether they died in the hands of these deformed monsters or the group of cloak-wearing individuals, they would directly turn into fragments and disappear.
Perhaps because the members of the Seirin Group and the Pro Hunters stopped one after another, Moses's copy felt that there was no longer an opportunity to exploit, so he also stopped.
His gray eyes were cold, devoid of any excess emotions, scanning the remaining outsiders with indifference.
"…"
In the silent stillness, fluctuations of Nen emanated from Moses's copy.
Then-
In a burst of Nen fluctuations, everyone saw Moses's copy conjured clone one after another out of thin air.
In just a few seconds…
Dozens of Moses's copies appeared in the field.
This sudden scene shocked the Nen Users present.
Outside the battlefield.
Pyon was also visibly shaken, and a hint of astonishment flashed in her eyes.
She keenly discovered...
The strength of these clones did not seem to diminish despite the division!